Starting Over.

#9 Going Clubbing

Malia’s POV. 

We’ve been at the club for a couple of hours now, and Roxy has been begging me to come dance with her. We are currently at the women’s room, waiting for a stall to be free. 

“After this you have to come dance with me, ok?” Roxy says. We’ve all been drinking a lot.. starting with a few shots, or maybe it was five each. 

“Okay okay, I will come dance with you.” I answered laughing.

“YES!!” She exclaimed happy, just as a stall gets free. I really have to pee!!! 

We got back to the table where we left the guys, Damon and Blake are chatting up some girls on the table next to ours, making Matt sit there feeling like a fifth wheel. 

“Hi babe, did these idiots just leave you here to fend for your self.” Roxy said to Matt nodding towards Damon and Blake. Matt just laughed and shrugged his shoulders. 

“Well we are going dancing, wanna join?” She said while kissing him on his cheek. 

“No thanks, you girls go get your groove on.” He laughed looking lovingly at Roxy. 

“Suit yourself babe.” She replied taking my hand and guiding me to the dance floor. 

Roxy was going all in, with big arm movements and swaying her hips with the biggest smile on her face, you can really tell that she loves letting loose. I look back at the table at the guys, and I get a glimpse of Matt sitting there just admiring his woman. They seem so happy, it makes me smile. One of the girls from the next table has found her way to Damon’s lap, guess I found his mark for the night, makes me chuckle a little, and I can’t even see Blake anywhere anymore. 

I sway my hips and booty in time with the music, they are playing ‘s*x’ with Cheat Codes X Kris Kross Amsterdam, I really like that song, I close my eyes over. I’m enjoying myself in my own head when I’m suddenly brought back to reality with a set of hands taking hold of my hips and a warm body pressing me from behind, it startled me a little, so I turn around and is met with a man I obviously don’t know, he looks charming, but I’m just not in the mood. 

“Sorry bud, but I would like to keep dancing with my friend here.” I said gesturing to Roxy, who is still dancing but looking at us, the man shows his hands in surrender and leans in to my ear.

“Sure darling, I’ll just go back and enjoy the show from a distance. If you change your mind, come find me.” He took a step back and winked at me before leaving, I turned back to Roxy, she and I shared a look, and started laughing and got back to dancing, I feel eyes on me and see Damon looking our way, if I didn’t know any better I would think that was a smirk on his face..

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I shared a cab home with Damon, I wonder why he didn’t bring the girl he used all night on, home with him or went with her, from what I saw she wasn’t rejecting him at all. But then again who would, he looks damn good that boy!

I insisted on paying for the cab ride home, but was almost tackled by Damon so I couldn’t give the driver my money, and he ended up paying for the drive. 

I almost tripped on the air on my way from the cab to the apartment building.. OK! I might be a little drunk.. luckily Damon supported me so I wouldn’t land flat on my face on the pavement.. 

“Watch it there Sugar.” Damon laughed.

“Are you laughing at me?” I asked with a pout which quickly turned into a laugh, and it didn’t help that Damon pinch my sides to make me laugh even harder. 

As we reached the door, I remembered that Theo would probably be home by now. 

“Shhh.. we have to be quiet, Theo is probably sleeping.” I said as Damon struggled with getting his key in the door. He is definitely drunk too, I couldn’t help but laugh a little again. 

“Luckily his room is the farthest from the door.” He chuckled as he finally opened the door for us. Both of us stumbling in. 

“Shhhhh” I giggled trying to control myself. 

“I’m gonna get a beer.. you want anything?” Damon asked as he walked to kitchen. 

“No I think I’ve had enough.” I answered, walking towards the bathroom grabbing my pj’s on the way, I was more than ready to go to sleep. I brushed me teeth and changed into a tank top and some flannel shorts, gotta be comfortable. 

When I got back to the living room Damon sat on the couch with his beer looking at me. 

“You are kind of sitting on my bed for the night.” I giggled. 

“Guess you will just have to go to bed with me.” He shrugged with a dorky smile. I went to sit on the opposite side of the couch. 

“What are you sitting all the way over there for?” He asked moving closer to me, I know what he wanted, I just wasn’t sure it was such a good idea with the awkwardness from earlier. His hand landed on my thigh, caressing it slowly. I felt my bare skin reacting to his touch.

“Don’t do that.” He said with a husky voice.

“What?” I asked puzzled, I wasn’t doing anything.

“Stop biting your lip, it drives me crazy.” He said using his other thumb to run over my bottom lip, releasing it from between my teeth. I wasn’t even aware that I was doing that. He was so close to me now that I could feel his breath on my face, making my swallow hard, that tickling sensation between my legs starting to stir. 

“Damon, I...” What ever I was about to say went out the window as soon as he closed to space between us, and I felt his lips against my own. I didn’t even had to think about it, and I kissed him back right away. The kiss starting of gentle, the hand he had on my thigh now sliding up my body leaving goosebumps all the way to my neck where his hand ended up fisting in my hair, my one hand was cupping his cheek, the other running down his back, I felt his tongue on my lips seeking entrance, which I immediately granted, out tongues massaging each other’s. A moan falling from both of us at the same time. 

Damon used his hand on the lower of my back to scoot me down so I was now laying on my back with him hovering over me, using his own knees to spread mine, we were know full on making out on the couch, the kisses becoming more heated, I felt like I needed to have less fabric between us, I broke away from the kiss to remove his shirt, throwing it on the floor. I ran my fingers down his chest and on to his back, where I could feel the scratches I gave him last night, I couldn’t help but smirk at the thought of my marks on him.

Our lips founding each other’s once more, but only for a moment, Damon ran his lips over my jawline, down my neck, finding that sweet spot he seems to find very easily, a loud moan leaving my lips, throwing my head back and arching my body of the couch to be closer to his..

My fingers where tangled up in his messy hair, making sure to hold him close to me, my breathing heavy with the arousal I felt in my entire body, burning all over. Damon reached for the bottom of my top, taking it off me, and throwing it on the floor with his own, then he came down on me again and the heat from his skin against mine was making the throbbing between my legs more intense, his own arousal clear to feel through his now very tight jeans. My hand went down between us, rubbing his length through the fabric. 

“f**k Malia.” Damon hissed at the contact, making me giggle. The whole thought about this might not being the best idea was gone..